The rest of the week passed slowly. Though the four of them were hospitable, it was obvious that tension was high. Eridan spent as much time by himself that he could muster. Dave would wake up earlier than everyone else and disappear to who knows where. One morning Roxy woke up early enough to follow him out of the house. He headed straight for the abandoned drone factory, and Roxy realized he must be building something to get to the queen's ship. She and Dirk stopped trying to find him.
Roxy spent most of her free time with Dirk. The played some of her favorite video games, they went diving with Eridan, and occasionally they experimented with the apperarifier. Roxy accidentally made another set of mutant cats, while Dirk managed to appearify a horse. He named it Maplehoof, but Roxy was mad beyond belief. What on earth were they going to do with a horse? I n the end they let WV have the horse, though it just roamed around the city as it pleased.
Every now and then Roxy would ask to be alone. She told Dirk she wanted to read, or play on single player, anything to get some time to herself. Instead she went to the kitchen and crushed up the sleeping pills. She tested putting it in various drinks or foods, trying to find the best way to give it to the boys without their noticing. As it turned out the faygo dissolved the pills best. She made a big bottle of it and hid it away.
One day, near the end of the week, the sirens went off, signaling an oncoming patrol of drones. The poor robots had no idea what hit them. Before they even reached the city, half of them had been taken out but Eridan's gun. Roxy was impressed by it's power, and begged to have a chance to shoot it. Eridan grudgingly handed it over. With one shot Roxy destroyed the rest of the drones just as they reached the first home. Both Dave and Dirk complained about not getting to fight, but Roxy could tell they were just as glad as she was.
The destruction of the drones had an unexpected result. As Roxy headed home that night one of the carapaces she had never met before ran up to her, and thanked her for protecting the city. After that a few more came up to talk to her, slowly at first, until suddenly almost everyone wanted to meet her. Roxy and Dirk were overwhelmed, but it was exciting to finally be accepted by the majority of the population.
That night Roxy couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned thinking about all the bad things that could go wrong. What if Dirk and Dave didn't fall asleep? What if something went wrong and she didn't get back in time? What if something happened to Rose? Roxy put her pillow over her head and tried to black out the thought. Rose would be fine, she had to be. Roxy hadn't seen her mom in twelve long years, and now she only had to wait two more days.
"Roxy?" She sat up in her bed. Dirk stood in her doorway, in just his boxers and a wife beater. "I couldn't sleep, I had a nightmare." He admitted slowly. "Can I sleep here?"
Roxy gave her pillow a squeeze. "Sure." She whispered.
He scratched his hair and sat down on the edge of the bed. "I just, every time I fall asleep I dream that you're gone, and I wake up scared." Dirk said. Roxy blushed, not wanting to tall him that she was worrying about something else. Instead Roxy scooted to the far side of the bed so that he would have somewhere to lay down. There was barely enough room for two people, and once he did lay down their arms were touching. Dirk gave a small laugh, and turned on side his, pulling her close.
"Yeah, this should make it easy to fall asleep." He murmured into her hair. She felt her breath catch in her throat as he wrapped his arms around her a refused to let go. The curves of her body seemed to fit perfectly with his, and she decided that this was all she wanted out of life. His breath on her neck quickly became soft and regular, meaning he had already fallen asleep.
She entwined her fingers in his, and feeling terrible about what she would do to him soon, drifted off into an uncomfortable sleep.
Roxy woke up the next morning alone. The bed was still warm though, Dirk must have just gotten up. She yawned and stretched her arms out. Roxy then stepped over to her dresser and took her shirt off.
"Hey Roxy I made coffee- Geez!" Dirk stepped into the room and jumped back into the hall so fast he spilled some of the coffee. "You have got to stop doing that!"
"Getting dressed in my own room?" Roxy snapped back, covering her chest when she heard the door open. It wasn't nearly as embarrassing as the first time he saw her naked. At least she didn't trip and hurt her head. She sighed and tugged a bra on, along with one of her pink shirts with a white cat on it. A black skirt went on next, and finally she wrapped her pink and purple scarf around her neck.
"Here." Dirk said, looking a little red around the ears. "I made coffee."
"Why thank you." Roxy replied, taking the cup from him. She gave him a quick kiss which he returned in earnest, putting his hand on her hip. Roxy felt her heart beat a little faster, but she pulled back suddenly. It hurt, knowing she was about to do something he didn't want her to do. Instead she sipped the drink. She normally didn't like coffee, but Dirk made it with more creme than normal and it was actually pretty good.
Dirk followed her back to the kitchen where Dave was helping himself to the half empty pot of coffee. "Who are you again?" Dirk asked, rolling his eyes and sitting down at the table. Roxy sat next to him.
"Funny." Dave replied, taking a long drink of the coffee. "Bleh that's sweet."
"Oh go drink your own coffee then." Dirk frowned at him.
"Nah." Dave smiled, taking another sip. He took the mug with him when he left that day. Dirk and Roxy walked to the edge of the city, looking out at the endless ocean sadly.
"Eridan!" Roxy called, but the troll boy never showed up. "Guess we're not going diving today." Roxy sighed looking back at Dirk.
"We could still go fishing." He suggested. They had traded a few of the mutant cats for a fishing pole set from one of the carapaces. How a carapace had ended up with a fishing pole set was beyond them, but they were glad for it at least. They had made several good meals out of the fish they caught. Roxy was to squeamish to actually kill or gut the fish, so that was Dirk's job. In turn she cooked them.
After they had a bucket full of wriggling bass, Dirk and Roxy walked back home to cook dinner. To their surprise, Dave was waiting for them in the living room. He was playing a skateboarding game on the tv screen, though he wasn't doing very well.
"Hey love birds, what's for lunch? I'm starving." He called, not even looking up from the screen.
Dirk raised an eyebrow. "Well first of all it's dinner time. Second of all what are you doing home so early?"
"Why?" Dave looked up and wiggled his eyebrows. "I could leave if you need me to."
Roxy blushed furiously, while Dirk threw a fish at his dad's face. "You know exactly what I mean." He snapped, but when Roxy looked at him she found he was blushing too.
"I'm done with that. I just want to spend time with you now." Dave replied.
Dirk was quiet for a moment, and Roxy looked at him, concern on her face. "That's fine." Dirk said finally, hoisting the bucket of fish up and heading for the kitchen.
Done? Roxy wondered. He gave up on making something out of the robot parts, or he had finished? She decided not to press the matter, she didn't want the boys to fight when tomorrow was the big day. Roxy put the fishing poles away and walked out to the roof while Dirk killed the fish. She hated killing, and wanted to have no part of the act.
She sat down on the ledge facing the sea. That first night Dirk had been there she almost fell over the edge in a drunk stupor, but he had saved her. She kicked her legs in frustration. It was her turn to do the saving.
Suddenly there was a plash and she looked down. Eridan looked up at her from the waves, his dark hair slicked back, his scarf drifting about like seaweed. "Roxy." He said urgently.
"Eridan?" Roxy asked in confusion, looking down at him. He wasn't wearing his cape. "What's going on? Where have you been all day?"
"I got an emergency message from Feferi. The condescension figured out what we were up too, and is here tonight. We need to leave if we're still going." He said.
Roxy felt her stomach twist uncomfortably. "Tonight?" She whispered.
"I'll be right back." Eridan said, jerking his head behind him. "Meet me back here when the sun goes down."
And with that he sank below the waves. For a second all she could see was his fluttering scarf and his bright yellow horns, and then he was gone. She stared at the place where the dark water had swallowed him. Tonight? Her heart started to beat uncomfortably fast. This was it. She had to save her mom.
Trying to keep her calm Roxy walked back to the kitchen. She didn't want the boys to realize something was wrong. Dave was still sitting at the table, while Dirk was at the stove, getting the fish started. He looked up when Roxy walked in and smile at her.
"Hey! I started without you, that's ok right?" He asked. Roxy smiled lightly back at him.
"Sure." she said in a restrained way. She winced, but neither boy seemed to notice. Roxy reached into the refrigerator and took out the bottle of orange faygo. She poured each of the boys a glass, but then got herself water.
Dirk served up the fish and they ate in relative quiet. Roxy watched, barely picking at her food, as the boys drank the entirety of their glasses. She felt nervous until ten minutes later she saw Dave yawn. She took another bite of her fish. Dirk wasn't as good at cooking them as she was, and she had to pick out a bone.
Dirk yawned suddenly. "I think it's time for bed, I'm wiped." He said. Dave pushed away his half eaten plate of fish and nodded in agreement. Roxy let out a breath of relief as they both got up and put their dishes in the sink.
"You coming?" Dirk asked. He looked like he was falling asleep on the spot. Even though Roxy was careful about how much of the powder she put in, she was suddenly afraid she overdosed them.
"Just a minute. You go ahead." Roxy replied. She twirled the fork in her hand as they left. She glanced out the window. The sky was a bright orange as the sun was slowly setting. Roxy set down the fork.
She walked into her room and saw Dirk laying on the bed. He turned to look at her, his hair messy and his eyelids dropping.
"Roxy I'm worried about you." He mumbled. Roxy crossed to the bed and sat down next to him, stroking his hair.
"Why?" she asked.
"You seemed so scared at dinner. I know we're all worried about tomorrow, but I promise, everything is going to be fine." He replied with a sigh.
Tears started to fill her eyes. "You can't promise that." Roxy whispered back. His eyes grew round for a moment, but then they closed and his breathing evened out. He was asleep, and would stay that way while she was gone. She sniffled miserably and wiped away the tears. "I'm so sorry." Roxy murmured, leaning over to kiss his forehead.
Roxy peeked into Rose's room and saw that Dave was fast asleep as well, then she went down to the lab to grab her rifle. She looked at it, and grabbed a pistol just to be safe before heading back to the roof. The sun was just inches from touching the horizon, like it had been waiting for her. She took a deep breath and looked out at the waves.
"I'm ready to go." Roxy said to no one in particular, tears streaming down her face.